Walt knew that sometimes sleep is our most consoling companion and truest friend. (<:

10/22/24 HUGE THANK you for the REPOSTING and SHARING!!!! I am SO VERY grateful!!!!
This song is track 5 off my album. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed making it.

© 2024 Lyrics And Music By Brenda Doss

I should be happy  
With all of my life
I should be satisfied 
But I’m not
Why do I carry 
The weight of the world on my back
Why should I care
When no one else does

I am a slave 
To the thoughts that I have
I need to change the world
With these tired hands 
Don’t turn me off 
Don’t turn me down
Don’t shut me in 
Don’t throw me out
And I might go crazy
But you might come around
       
At the backdoor 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the backdoor 
You will find me
These tired hands are bleeding
 
Should I worry
If it all goes to hell
Can I live my life in apathy
Like everybody else
Why am I here 
What can I change
These reckless times  
I’m not to blame
Isn’t anybody out there
Isn’t anyone afraid

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Begging on my knees
At the backdoor 
You will find me
These tired hands are bleeding

I’m your disease
I’m  your despair
I’m like a flea
I’m in your hair
I’m breeding in your conscience
When you don’t want me there

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Begging on my knees
At the back door 
You will find me
A wounded heart grieves
At the back door 
You will find me yeah yeah yeah

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Cause I'm begging on my knees
At the backdoor 
You will find me
A wounded heart grieves
At the back door 
You will find me
These tired hands are reaching

Debut

Back Door

Pandora's Box

Produced by Clay Young
Inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's short story (1839)
Video by Becky Coleman https://youtu.be/GSV75BkQbqA

The Fall Of The House Of Usher

At Rest (2023) Anthology CD4 Track 01

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Lyrik: (The English translation is below the German lyrics)
Mit siebzehn war die Welt so klar
Die Gitarre und ein Traum 
(Ein Traum, so nah)
Der Weg schien vorgezeichnet da
Große Bühnen, weiter Raum 
(So weit der Raum)

Doch das Leben schreibt seine eignen Melodien
(eigene Melodien)
Führt uns Wege, die wir niemals selbst erdacht
(niemals selbst erdacht)

Doch das Leben schreibt seine eignen Melodien
(eigene Melodien)
Führt uns Wege, die wir niemals selbst erdacht
(niemals selbst erdacht)

Jede Note meiner Geschichte
Jeder Umweg, jede Pflicht (jeder Weg)
Wurde Teil von meinem Leben
Teil von meinem Gleichgewicht (mein Gleichgewicht)

Der Anzug sitzt, die Zeit verrinnt
Die Gitarre schweigt im Raum 
(sie schweigt im Raum)
Bis eines Tages dann mein Kind
Weckt den alten Lebenstraum 
(den alten Traum)

Und ich sehe plötzlich klarer 
(sehe klarer)
Was das Leben mir erzählt 
(was es mir erzählt)
Dass der Weg oft wunderbarer
Als der Traum, den man sich wählt 
(den man sich wählt)

Und ich sehe plötzlich klarer 
(sehe klarer)
Was das Leben mir erzählt 
(was es mir erzählt)
Dass der Weg oft wunderbarer
Als der Traum, den man sich wählt 
(den man sich wählt)

Heute spiel ich meine Lieder
Anders als ich einst gedacht 
Finde meine Bühne wieder
In der Melodie der Nacht 
(Melodie der Nacht)

Denn jeder Weg führt uns nach Haus 
(führt uns nach Haus)
Wenn wir nur den Mut bewahren 
(Mut bewahren)
Die Musik klingt leise aus

English translation:
The world was so clear at seventeen
The guitar and a dream
(A dream, so close)
The path seemed mapped out there
Big stages, wide space
(So wide the space)

But life writes its own melodies
(own melodies)
Leads us down paths we never thought up ourselves
(never conceived by ourselves)

But life writes its own melodies
(own melodies)
Leads us down paths we never thought up ourselves
(never thought up by ourselves)

Every note of my story
Every detour, every duty (every path)
Became part of my life
Part of my balance (my balance)

The suit fits, the time runs out
The guitar is silent in the room
(it is silent in the room)
Until one day my child
Awakens the old dream of life
(the old dream)

And I suddenly see more clearly
(see more clearly)
What life tells me
(what it tells me)
That the path is often more wonderful
Than the dream you choose
(that one chooses)

And I suddenly see more clearly
(see more clearly)
What life tells me
(what it tells me)
That the path is often more wonderful
Than the dream you choose
(that one chooses)

Today I play my songs
Other than I once thought
Find my stage again
In the melody of the night
(Melody of the night)

For every road leads us home
(leads us home)
If only we keep our courage
(Keep courage)
The music fades out quietly

Meine Bühne

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Carlos Vivanco

Cosmic Rain

This is the hour my soul, your free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes we love best,
Night, sleep, life and the stars.

Music Copyright Brian James McDonald (ASCAP)
Copyright 2024 Hoon Toons Publishing (ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved Worldwide

Night, Sleep, Life and the Stars

Brian James McDonald | Composer

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